Right, I did promise myself I'd never be one of those obnoxious parents who assume the world really gives a toss about their new baby and the fact it's vomited on three of their clean shirts in the space of one day, or those that feel the need to
flood social media with images of their child.
However..I think I can be forgiven this one transgression.
( ooc: image behind cut, to save phones/low bw )This is Eve Sands, and she's about two weeks old now and really quite perfect.
No pointed ears, no whiskers, no tail. She's healthy, tremendously loud when she wants to be and doing very well so far. Though, really she could've chosen some time other than the temporary return of the ice-age to arrive. Needless to say I'm rather glad the blizzard ended.
She's soothed by the sounds of
Antiques Roadshow of all things. Oddly I think that has more to do with the
male influence in this house.